One time(in my late teens), a friend of mine decided to play a stupid game. We decided to choose a car filled with annoying looking people and then “follow” them. Not casually, mind you. We decided to really obviously follow them, including driving right behind them and switching lanes with them. At stop lights, we decided to pull along side them and pretend nothing was going on. Then, we’d pull back behind them and follow them.
Anyway, we find a car filled with punk looking teenagers. Yes, we were teenagers ourselves, but these were the kind of teenagers even we could identify as pseudo-punkers. They were playing loud music with the windows down and they just looked lame to us.
Anyway, we followed them(I was driving). They noticed and would yell at us when we pulled along side of them at lights. We’d give them the cold shoulder, and then proceed to follow them closely when the light turned green.
Anyway, they eventually made a sudden left turn with not signal. I crossed three lanes(illegally) to keep up. Then, they pulled over.
:eek:
So, I pulled over and just sat there. They got out of the car and came yelling at us. They were banging on my hood, roof, and pounding our windows. Mind you, this is all in a white, middle-class downtown, so it’s pretty wimpy. Despite, this we were a bit intimidated.
Of course, they had gotten out of the car and I hadn’t stopped mine. So I pulled away, watching them freak out as they realize I’m driving off. We watched the rear view mirror as they scrambled into their car, but we were already turning and we lost them.
Now, here’s the kicker. A series of coincidences occurs here that I still can’t believe.
The next day, I was about 10 miles away and decided to get some fast food. I stopped at Wendy’s and ordered my standard #4(the Big Bacon classic). I was in the drive-through, and made my order.
I pulled up, got my food and paid. I then had a thought I usually don’t have. I should pull forward and check my order. So I pulled up, looked in my bag to make sure everything was there.
Now, if you’ve eaten at Wendy’s, you know they have glass walls in a majority of the dining area. I was on the outside, but pulled up to where those glass walls are. I look left.
:eek:
The whole group of “punk teens” we chased are eating, sitting at the table right by the window. I’m literally 5 feet from them, with a glass wall and sidewalk between us.
This was the only triple take I’ve ever done in my life. Not only did I do a triple take, but they did one too. I know, because our triple takes were staggered.
They stand up, start yelling(I can’t hear obviously). They are banging on the glass wall and yelling and acting all tough.
Me? I just smiled, waved, and drove away, leaving them screaming and scrambling for the door. I’ve never seen them again(this was 12 years ago).
I still can’t believe this happened in real life.
One, I can’t believe I chose to eat at the right restaurant. Two, I can’t believe I stopped to check my order. Three, I can’t believe they were eating right at the window by where I pulled up. Four, I can’t believe they saw me and reacted as I would have hoped.
I know we were asses for playing our little prank, but these kids were just so “punkish”, I laugh to this day thinking of it.